Night sky writes its own poetry.
Manikganj, Bangladesh
miqdad23
Student • Photographer • Video Editor • Vibe Coder.
Nature, pets, and all the random beauty in between.
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Fragments of light, rain, fur, and concrete — stitched into quiet frames.
Urban Pulse: The rhythm of the city at Motijheel Metro Station.
Resilient Spirit: A symbol of change amidst the flames.
Confident Strides: The king of the corridor.
Minimalist Serenity: A lone bonsai against the blue hour.
Unconditional Innocence: A silent plea for love.
Morning Jewels: The fragile beauty of a rainy dawn.
Pastoral Peace: Life in the heart of the countryside.
Skyward Reach: Finding strength in the roots.
Everyone’s a stranger, everyone’s a story.
Golden Fields: The bright arrival of spring.
He only understands the language of love.
Some eyes hold storms, some hold naps.
Night makes the city honest.
Wheels spin and the day rewinds.
Electric Nights: When architecture meets neon glow.
Geometric Harmony: Where light and shadow play.
Eternal Flame: The warmth in the heart of darkness.
Zest for Life: Nature’s vibrant palette.
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I am miqdad23, a student with too many tabs open — physics notes, color grades, half-written captions. I collect light from Manikganj’s fields, Dhaka’s traffic, and all the quiet corners in between. Sometimes it’s a dog on a sleepy road, sometimes it’s rain on an empty rooftop. I press record on the small, fragile things the world is too busy to notice, and turn them into frames, timelines, and tiny universes you can scroll through.
This is my way of remembering that even a random evening can look cinematic if you look long enough.
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